Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

How does it feel when ya livin' like
And ya are fat?
'Cuz a playa and you're pimpin' hoes

So tell me how does it when ya money ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're a hustla and you can't let go

When I was broke, I used to the pain
Now I got money, ain't changed
Same hustla, to hold on to what I got
And alot, players like me can't be stopped

I was starvin', couldn't afford a TV
But now I roll around in a
up the two, to the hoes and pimps
It's all the money, you know what I'm gettin'

How the fuck you I felt when I was broke
All the I got killed and I was smoked
I tell the truth, I don't care how you about me
I'm still in the game and you still see

My goin' down the muthafuckin' street
Top down, loud with a top-notch freak
You say it real life
you don't know what it feels like, beyotch

How does it feel when ya livin' like
And ya are fat?
'Cuz you're a playa and you're hoes

So me how does it feel when ya money ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're still a and you can't let go

I feel like I'm a million dollar
Still in the game, all about the
Can't feel sorry for you, do your
Don't be mad at the world you can't hang

If you like doin' somethin' that ain't productive
Look in the mirror, check and say, "Fuck it"
It's the year two-thousand, I you feel me
But I can't understand why you niggas kill me

Went from broke to rich, I got bitch kneelin'
I told her, "Smoke this dick bitch, fight the feelin'"
And she did it, she started jockin' me
I saw it in your eyes, you felt sockin' me

For action theres a consequence
Playa-haters always tryna start some
But you gotta fight these niggas here
It feels good to be a playa, everywhere

How does it when ya livin' like that
And ya pockets are
'Cuz you're a playa and you're pimpin'

So tell me how does it feel when ya money ain't
And ya pockets are
You're still a and you can't let go

I feel like eleven albums enough
And at the same time you feel like you come up
Sometimes real life don't right
You been fuckin' her for years but it's tight

Then I came through bammin', vagina expandin'
to be shallow but now you landed in
Deep water drownin' and that's some game
been your pussy for years but it don't feel the same

I been creepin', feelin' your up on the weekend
Is it still good she me Dr. Feelgood
I'll be her last pimp, you just a has
And when she talks about you its all past

I said, "I don't give a fuck history
I'll tell you 'bout my life then show you how dick'll be"
In you all night, go ask bitch was she feelin' me
Man, you niggas be me, haters

How it feel when ya livin' like that
And ya are fat?
'Cuz you're a and you're pimpin' hoes

So tell me how does it feel when ya ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're a hustla and you can't let go